Letra de California Gold

Sunset bookies runnin’ Hollywood cookies And drinkin’ that BB wine* Midnight hookers and mid-west lookers Tryin’ to arrange some time Ain’t a thing I knew that can’t be sold Everybody’s lookin’ for California gold Worn out bikinis and sun-baked weanies Why there’s mustard in the sand Little dog walkers and big deal talkers There’s no place left to stand Even on a sunny day they’re cold Everybody’s lookin’ for California gold I’ve been too long I don’t belong California gold got me sinkin’ in the sand We’re worlds apart But we’re heart to heart I’m comin’ home baby Tell me that you love your man Malibu rompers With their Gucci store lockers Put their noses on the line Everybody’s playin’ and nobody’s stayin’ Leavin’ all the kids behind Ain’t a thing I knew that won’t be sold Everybody’s lookin’ for California gold Gold, gold California gold California gold California gold…….